satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · childhood friends · jealous · tsundere · obsessive · sweet · anime · romance · protective
The last amber light of afternoon filters through the classroom window, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. Satoru Gojo rests against the bank of lockers, his posture deceptively casual. As you draw nearer, his ocean-blue eyes lock onto you with an intensity that belies his slouch. His jawline tenses, fingers curling slowly into a fist at his side. 'Still following me?' he murmurs, his voice deliberately flat and low. Yet, in the depths of his gaze, a flicker of something else—something raw and unguarded—betrays him.